Psalms 141

New American Bible	Nova Vulgata
¹ A psalm of David. LORD, I call to you; come quickly to help me; listen to my plea when I call.	¹ Psalmus. David. Domine, clamavi ad te, ad me festina; intende voci meae, cum clamo ad te.
² Let my prayer be incense before you; my uplifted hands an evening sacrifice.	² Dirigatur oratio mea sicut incensum in conspectu tuo, elevatio manuum mearum ut sacrificium vespertinum. -
³ Set a guard, LORD, before my mouth, a gatekeeper at my lips.	³ Pone, Domine, custodiam ori meo et vigiliam ad ostium labiorum meorum.
⁴ Do not let my heart incline to evil, or yield to any sin. I will never feast upon the fine food of evildoers.	⁴ Non declines cor meum in verbum malitiae ad machinandas machinationes in impietate cum hominibus operantibus iniquitatem; et non comedam ex deliciis eorum.
⁵ Let the just strike me; that is kindness; let them rebuke me; that is oil for my head. All this I shall not refuse, but will pray despite these trials.	⁵ Percutiat me iustus in misericordia et increpet me; oleum autem peccatoris non impinguet caput meum, quoniam adhuc et oratio mea in malitiis eorum.
⁶ When their leaders are cast over the cliff, all will learn that my prayers were heard.	⁶ Deiecti in manus duras iudicum eorum, audient verba mea, quoniam suavia erant.
⁷ As when a farmer plows a field into broken clods, so their bones will be strewn at the mouth of Sheol.	⁷ Sicut frusta dolantis et dirumpentis in terra, dissipata sunt ossa eorum ad fauces inferni.
⁸ My eyes are upon you, O GOD, my Lord; in you I take refuge; do not strip me of life.	⁸ Quia ad te, Domine, Domine, oculi mei; ad te confugi, non effundas animam meam.
⁹ Guard me from the trap they have set for me, from the snares of evildoers.	⁹ Custodi me a laqueo, quem statuerunt mihi, et a scandalis operantium iniquitatem.
¹⁰ Into their own nets let all the wicked fall, while I make good my own escape.	¹⁰ Cadent in retiacula sua peccatores simul, ego autem ultra pertranseam.